Chapter Seventy-Seven: Nonsensical

The young man was dressed in a Confucian robe, with a smile on his face, walking in the breeze step by step gently, he hid the dagger in the Confucian robe, and slowly walked towards Fengming Pavilion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He is Zhang Liang's parent, Zhang Yue.

Originally, he practiced calligraphy in his study, waiting for his father to return triumphantly and successfully usurp the throne, and then he could dedicate that calligraphy to his father.

However, I don't know who threw a throwing knife in and brought a note.

Let him go to Fengming Pavilion to kidnap Princess Changle and help Zhang Liang this time.

He was silent for a while, and finally walked on the way to Fengming Pavilion with a dagger.

The night is blank, and he is also extremely worried in his heart, after all, he is a Confucian student, and he doesn't kill a chicken on weekdays, and now he wants to hold Princess Changle hostage, and he is a little uneasy.

Although Zhang Liang taught him to practice martial arts on weekdays, he never killed people with a knife, if something happened and he hurt someone, what should I do?

Darn!

That's it, I'm my father's son, my father rebelled, and my son should also fight, and I should do my part, but I don't know if this news is accurate...

Will Princess Changle be in Fengming Pavilion?

He paced, down and down, riding the moonlight, but he didn't look sneaky at all.

………

Fengming Pavilion.

Pei Min, who was standing on the roof, suddenly came down, jumped into Ru Su's room, looked at the two people sitting opposite, and suddenly said, "Your Highness, it's time to go back!" ”

"The lights on the palace are suddenly dim, I'm afraid the rebellion has been put down!"

Oh?

Changle suddenly smiled and said, "Then go back!" ”

She turned around and gave Ru Su a salute, and suddenly looked worried, and said, "Sister Ru Su, I'll go back to the palace first, and I'll see you later!" ”

Ru Su Anran, smiled at her, and made a word of invitation.

Seeing that Changle was worried, she couldn't help but comfort: "Your Highness, don't worry, Your Majesty will definitely be safe and sound..."

Changle was stunned for a moment, and turned back to thank you.

Afterwards, Pei Min took Changle to get into the carriage and rushed in the direction of the palace.

Ru Su watched him leave, took off his veil and prepared to sleep, but he didn't notice a figure suddenly jumping onto a tree outside the window, looking at her quietly.

………

Oh yes!

Changle suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you ever met Mencius?" Is he okay? ”

Belch...

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment, looked at her princess's gaffe in disbelief, and hurriedly coughed to remind her to pay attention to her image.

"Ahem... Princess..."

Her voice was very small, and she pulled the corners of Changle's skirt to signal her.

Yes!

Oh...

"That stinky guy faced six men in black alone to save me, I don't know how?"

She said seriously, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were dodging, and she touched her little nose awkwardly.

Well?

Pei Min was a little confused, but he still smiled: "Ziran is fine, I'm afraid it's because he was born black, and he can hardly see it at night, so he escaped..."

"When I met him, he said he had something else to do, and he left!"

Listening to Pei Min's words, Changle breathed a sigh of relief, revealing joy, and provoked the corners of Yu Rong's mouth on the side to twitch.

I have to say that Meng Yu's performance this time made Yu Rong's opinion of him change again.

In fact, he is not so greedy for life and afraid of death...

Yu Rong suddenly looked at Pei Min, her face turned red, she was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and didn't look at him.

Pei Min also smiled suddenly, and the laughter filled the entire carriage.

I didn't pay attention to the serious thing just now, but now that Yu Rong suddenly lowered her head, Changle found that the roots of their ears were red, and he couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't laugh.

Father...

She didn't know if her father was safe, so she couldn't laugh.

This......

Why did you suddenly laugh?

This... Didn't you still look worried just now?

Hearing the laughter of several people in the car, he couldn't help but shake his head, I don't know why.

………

The wind blew, and a figure slammed open the window and rushed into Rusu's room, lighting the oil lamp in the room.

"Who?"

Ru Su was startled, hurriedly got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and opened the curtain in confusion.

What caught his eye was a gentle son, who was sitting on his knees, quietly boiling tea, wiping his dagger with a cloth from time to time, and smiling at Rusu.

Ru Su was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

Scold...

Who am I?

Princess, are you confused, we have met, I am Zhang Liang's parent, Zhang Yue!

Zhang Yue suddenly burst out, picked up a dagger and stabbed Ru Su.

"Your Highness, offended!"

He regarded Ru Su as Changle, and couldn't help but want to subdue Ru Su and achieve his goal.

Your Highness?

Does he think of me as a princess?

Ru Su was stunned for a moment, immediately turned sideways, kicked Zhang Yue away, rolled down, dodged Zhang Yue, jumped to the table, and drew his long sword.

Well?

She actually knows martial arts... Something is wrong!

Zhang Yue suddenly felt that something was wrong, he had seen Princess Changle, who was obviously a barbaric princess who was powerless, how could it be this posture now?

"Who are you? Who sent you? ”

Ru Su was slightly angry, this thief suddenly broke in and made her very angry, and now he wants to take her life, how can she let it go easily?

Zhang Yue was stunned, and suddenly felt that his head was big, his martial arts were originally a little bit of a fur, and now when he met a real master, his heart sank, and he wanted to run away.

He picked up a flower pot beside him and threw it at Rusu, immediately running for his life.

Hold it!

Rusu dodged the flying flower pots and chased out the door barefoot.

Hearing Ru Su's shout, everyone else got up, opened the door and looked, and found that Ru Su was chasing a man in rags.

"Look, Ru Su's clothes are messy, I guess I've been defiled by that stinky boy..."

"Really, let me see if that kid looks handsome... Oops, it's pretty good! ”

"Hmph, why can't I meet this kind of good thing?"

"Hehe, Ruhua, you don't look in the mirror, although you and Ru Su have a Ru word, but your appearance is really miserable..."

"Really? I'm a big picker in the cabinet... Naturally, it can't compare to Rusu..."

………

Ru Su frowned, and suddenly looked at those Fengyue women with cold eyes, and glared at them viciously, so frightened that they immediately shut up and didn't dare to say more.

She chased him out, and when she saw that the man had gone away, she couldn't help frowning, and came back angrily.

And Zhang Yue, who was behind the willow tree on the side, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize that he was being stared at by another man.

The man was also dressed in a white robe, extremely handsome, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and wanted to kill Zhang Yue.

Darn!

Unexpectedly...... Unexpectedly... Defiled my... Rusu!

Darn! Darn! Darn!

He is the Baishan Invitation to the Moon, the Emperor is in turmoil, he is worried that there is something wrong with Rusu, and he wants to come to Fengming Pavilion to have a look, who knows that when he sees this scene, he also hears the intermittent discussion in the house.

I saw Ru Su coming out in a hurry, disheveled.

He mistakenly thought that Ru Su had been slandered by Zhang Yue, and he couldn't help jumping violently, and the whole person was not good, so he picked up a stone on the ground and quietly followed behind Zhang Yue.

I'm going to kill you!

Why are you... Why... Defile Rusu!

She's mine!

I'm going to be a sergeant, I'm going to redeem her, I'm going to marry her...

Bastard, if I don't kill you today, I'll be in vain!

Baishan invited the moon with crazy eyes, sneakily following Zhang Yue, waiting for an opportunity.

(To be continued)